The Night Dyed with the Desires of the Doll and the Succubus (2)
The Ego Doll maid maintained her expressionless face, not moving an inch. She stubbornly clung to the maid's posture granted by her magically engineered artificial personality, thoroughly blocking any information about herself from leaking outside. Yet her master knew the sincerity hidden behind that mask of apathy.
"Our meticulous maid has a cute side too, doesn't she?"
"……."
"Could you lift your skirt a bit?"
Though her words seemed proper and calm, Neromeltia's lips curled upward in a smirk. That mischievous, playful smile revealed her characteristic sharp fangs, making her look like a demon eyeing a captured soul. It resembled the succubus seducing heroes or the witch plotting schemes often found in human novels. In truth, she was a Demon Lord of such lofty and immense power that comparison to those beings was impossible, but considering she wasn't originally an evil entity, it was a sight that could cause truly absurd misunderstandings.
With a rustle, like curtains parting at the start of a play, the uniquely designed wrap-around skirt lifted and parted to both sides, revealing 30-denier thin white stockings and the elastic thighs beneath. In stark contrast to the neat, buttoned waist that could be called uniform-like with its precise creases, the hem below was daring and provocative. A standard wrap-around skirt, made from a single piece of fabric wrapped and fastened at the waist with buttons, had no gaps to reveal the inside, and the overlapping ends prevented any parting. However, the dress Beatrice wore was designed with such a split that the legs inside were fully visible without needing to lift or part it manually. Only the waist was properly crossed and fixed, but from the mid-thigh downward, an artificial gap widened in a somewhat rounded bell shape, reaching the hem where only the back of the calves were covered, fully exposing the front of the legs. Since the skirt, open at the front, had been gathered to cover the legs, simply lifting it a little revealed those luscious thighs clearly.
"Could you spread your legs this time?"
"……."
Receiving another command, Beatrice once again remained silent and obediently carried out her master's order. Her face expressed nothing, so there was no way to know her feelings or thoughts. But Neromeltia detected the change from her subtle actions, the slight movement of her calmly folded hands, and her prediction hit the mark exactly.
"That's strange. You should be wearing the new underwear I gave you, so what's this stain?"
A pure white garter belt connected over the thin stockings that subtly revealed her original pale skin tone. Above the stockings that looked soft and supple, the plump thigh flesh pressed slightly. Raising her gaze a bit more, she saw pure white underwear matching the stockings' color. In the center of the luxurious embroidered lace panties, a long vertical wet mark was clearly visible.
"…Because I felt sexual sensation while watching you and the secretary, Master."
"You're telling me that too?"
"You asked."
Contrary to her calm demeanor without any particular expression, the stain on her underwear was gradually spreading darker. The rationality from her magically engineered artificial personality built walls to maintain her neat posture, but her body was unfiltered and honest, drawn by desire. Neromeltia wanted to tear down the walls her rationality had built and see her lose composure, writhing in pleasure.
"…! ……!!"
With a meaningful smile, Neromeltia approached Beatrice and began kissing her. At her master's sudden kiss, Beatrice made no sound, but her widened eyes honestly showed her surprise. The lewd sound of their saliva mixing tickled the ears stickily. Beatrice began comparing in her mind the passionate kiss between her master and secretary with the one-sided kiss she was receiving now. Recalling the secretary's disheveled appearance, filled with happiness and ecstasy, Beatrice suddenly felt envious. Could she share such a kiss too? Could she become that disheveled? Could she fall into ecstasy and become intoxicated? While receiving Neromeltia's kiss, her tongue, which had only passively swayed, began to move of its own will. The first thing she felt from the kiss she initiated was softness. She had never imagined that someone else's moist mucous membrane could feel this pleasant. Next came warmth, and the heat from sexual pleasure mixed with rough breathing had a magical power that could paralyze the mind. In the situation where she was lost in the sweet kiss with her master, Lusteria, with dreamy eyes, had approached unnoticed and began biting and pulling the ribbon on Beatrice's blouse collar with her mouth. Like a cat playing with an object led by instinct, Lusteria, with her seductive figure, gently untied the ribbon and, after lightly embracing and caressing Beatrice's shoulders, began touching the buttons. While one hand caressed her body with pleasant touches, the other hand precisely unbuttoned the blouse one by one. She had never thought that the cute secretary, whom she always believed to be pure and innocent, possessed such skilled techniques. With each button undone, the white skin of the female body was revealed. The beautiful curve of the collarbone and the valley of the breasts that had been secretly hidden. The pure white bra with elegant embroidered lace appeared, and below it, the smooth curve of the abdomen. Before long, the apron, the symbol of a maid, had come undone and fallen under the bed, and the black blouse that had protected her began to flow down softly. While Beatrice focused on Lusteria's hands removing her top, Neromeltia began unbuttoning the skirt she wore. The skirt, which would become a single long piece of fabric once the two buttons on each side were undone. With each button fastening the skirt coming undone, she felt her magic circuits as a doll tingle. Had the sound of unbuttoning clothes ever felt this loud? It was a thrill enough to feel magic power flowing backward through the power source or magic circuits. Though it was merely removing clothes, her entire nervous system felt on edge. And when Neromeltia undid the last button of the skirt, she stopped the kiss and met Beatrice's eyes.
"How did it feel?"
"…It was very good."
"What would you like me to do next?"
"……My opinion doesn't matter. Everything is as Master wishes……."
A beautiful female body with only pure white underwear and the skirt remaining. The skirt barely covered the lower body and had already lost its function as clothing, coming undone. Even in that situation, the Ego Doll, who didn't feel shame, seemed to find speaking herself more embarrassing. However, her master liked honesty.
"It's an order, Beatrice. Tell me in detail, without leaving anything out, what you'd like me to do to you."
Beatrice remained silent for a moment. All her actions and appearance were already far from those of a doll with an emotionless artificial personality. She reacted like a genuine personality that thought, felt, and had living emotions of her own will. Neromeltia wanted to see this sight with her own eyes.
"I… presumptuously… thought that I would like Master to have sexual intercourse with me. I envied you and the secretary sharing a kiss… and hoped you would share that grace with me too……. I thought I wanted to feel more of this sensation of sexual pleasure that I'm experiencing for the first time……."
Beatrice, who would normally have spoken clearly, hesitated as she continued. Since she wasn't a being with flowing blood, her face couldn't flush, but from her faintly trembling body and words, one could glimpse how little composure she had. And beneath the skirt that barely covered the secret area between her legs, her wet thighs were visible, and below that, the pink silk sheets were damply soaked, making it even clearer how precariously she was holding onto her rationality.
With an affectionate smile, Neromeltia caressed Beatrice's soft cheek and said.
"It doesn't quite reach the level you wanted… but this is enough. You pass."
And Neromeltia completely removed Beatrice's skirt. The underwear, thoroughly soaked with lewd fluids and even forming droplets on the surface, was revealed. The panties drenched in lascivious love juices were immediately stripped away by her master's hand.